NPC he is a bit demon [Transmigration Book]

"Ji Ke, you...!" Yan Liang's temples throbbed in pain, his eyes were slightly red, and now he, who never got angry, was trembling with anger, and his hero was finally willing to show his true colors.

But Ji Ke finally resumed his understated tone: "It's burned down here, I'll buy a new one for senior."

Yan Liang was about to attract the water tea beast to extinguish the fire, only to realize that Ji Ke had sealed his spiritual veins silently, and now his breath was stagnant and he could not lift a trace of spiritual power...

"You're such an idiot..." In the panic, Yan Liang burst into a cold sweat, because of the accident when he was young, he was physically afraid of fire, trembling uncontrollably, palpitations, and difficulty breathing, and Ji Ke naturally didn't know about it .

"Asshole? Isn't it unfair to me for senior to say that?"

"..."

"Don't bother, I'll burn it to nothing."

"..."

"I will destroy the traces left by that person."

In the flames of the sky, Yan Liang opened his eyes wide, helplessness and panic flashed by, and for a moment he frowned and bit his lips to try to calm down, but no matter how much he forced himself to calm down, his fingertips couldn't be controlled She trembled violently, her heart seemed to be twisted by someone, a colic spread, and her feet became weak and trembling uncontrollably.

Yan Liang supported the wall, looked at the approaching flames, and gradually couldn't breathe...

Ji Ke sensed that something was wrong, and just as he realized that he wanted to see what was going on with Yan Liang, a sword lay in front of him.

"Back then, you and I tried everything possible to find brother's soul, not to save him and you bullied him like this." Wen Ran held the sword in his hand, pointed the tip of the sword at Ji Ke's throat, his voice trembling with anger.

Ji Ke had no intention of meeting her, but layers of spiritual power were washed away with the blade of the sword. Although Wen Ran was not Ji Ke's opponent, he was not easy to deal with, so he had to concentrate on dealing with Wen Ran's entanglement for the time being.

"Don't mind your own business!"

Ji Ke was a little impatient and focused on Yan Liang, but Wen Ran was also angry and couldn't care less.

Their Fusha Palace's sword moves are dexterous and changeable. They seem to be doing whatever they want, but they are extremely difficult to deal with. Ji Ke hasn't fought seriously before, but after a few moves, she has worn down her patience and really has the killing intent.

"Brother Liang's business is nosy? Ji Ke, don't be so self-righteous!" Wen Ran seemed to be able to handle it with ease, and it was already a bit difficult after hundreds of moves. He gasped slightly in the firelight, and his sword after sword became more and more reluctant.

"Get out of here!"

"If you want to bully brother Liang, you have to pass me first!"

"When will it be your turn to talk about the matter between me and senior?"

"Ji Ke, I was really blind before, so I handed brother Liang over to you!"

The two were wrestling. At that time, the fire had spread to half of the yard, more than half of the walls in the house collapsed, and the pure white snow fell into the dancing blue will-o'-the-wisp. The shocking beauty shocked Lizhou city. Most of the people.

Yan Liang's spiritual power was sealed, and the smoke choked into his lungs. He covered his mouth and nose and still couldn't stop coughing, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

Nightmarish memories of childhood flashed before his eyes one after another, and those burnt pains awoke on his skin. He gritted his teeth and barely stood up straight. He saw Ji Ke, Wen Ran and the two clearly in the firelight, and knew that Ji Ke had killed him. Xin Xin also saw that Wen Ran's injury was at the end of his battle, so he hurriedly stumbled to the wing in the backyard to release him from the confinement.

"Senior Yan, what's going on?"

Rao is as calm and steady as Xie Qiuzi, but she was still worried when she saw the sudden spread of the will-o'-the-wisp, but now Yan Liang broke in, staggering and almost unable to stand, which made her a little unexpected.

"Miss Xie, take Miss Wen away quickly, she may be seriously injured, go to Ruochuan to see Jiang Zhao."

Xie Hagi gave him a deep look: "What about you?"

"I have my own way, don't worry," he said after a pause, "Don't love to fight."

"Senior, be careful."

Xie Hagizi nodded without hesitation, and disappeared into the firelight in an instant to help Wen Ran.

Yan Liang breathed a sigh of relief, based on what he saw that day, Xie Hagi's strength could still protect Wen Ran.

The surroundings fell silent, the sky and the earth were illuminated brightly, and will-o'-the-wisps danced around like wraiths.Perhaps because of inhaling too much smoke, coupled with the physical fear of the fire, Yan Liang became more and more uncomfortable. He stood on the table for a while, then panted and bent down to support his body. There was a sharp pain in his heart. The soldering iron penetrated into his heart, stirring and ravaging him non-stop. His forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and even his eyes were lost.

All kinds of emotions came flooding in for a while, the sadness of not seeing Liang Er again, the fear of being surrounded by fire, the sadness of changing things... Yin ghosts and ghosts were crying in his ears, as if a heavy weight was pressed on his chest, he coughed suddenly, A gust of fishy sweetness gushed out, and the ground was a shocking scarlet.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and the blue flames surrounded him. Yan Liang reluctantly leaned on the wall and wanted to go to the yard. He couldn't lose consciousness at this moment, he didn't want to be burned into a half-human and ghost-like appearance again.

At this moment, he misses Liang'er intensely and urgently, if only he was here, if...

Thinking about it, Yan Liang felt that his eyes were sore, and his strength was gradually withdrawn from his body. Suddenly, his knees gave way, and he was about to fall to the ground full of fire slag——

The body did not feel the expected pain, and Yan Liang was hugged firmly from behind.

"Senior, you..." When Ji Ke saw Yan Liang's appearance clearly at the moment, he couldn't speak out what to ask, and his heart ached, and he said in a panic, "I'm sorry, I..."

"I was also short-tempered just now, and that girl Wen Ran was pestering me again. I didn't mean to..."

"I don't really want to make you angry, let the injured..."

At this moment, Yan Liang was already in a chaotic state, his eyes were slightly open, his mouth was full of fishy sweetness, his blood-stained lips moved, and he subconsciously called out a name——

"Liang'er..."

Ji Ke clearly heard it, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, he hesitated for a moment but said: "Yes, I am here."

His voice trembled a little.

Yan Liang unconsciously raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

"It's okay, I'll take you out of here."

Ji Ke lowered her head to lick off the blood stains on the corner of his lips, and kissed him lightly.